..George wasn't planning on letting his kid turn to a flamingfaggot.He had looked through the immersion tank's clear faceplate weekafter week, just to...see James's sleeping, placid face through the murk. Aface that seemed indeed somehow softer and fairer every week.It was a good thing he had really blown a lid when those spooks weretrying to cart off James's tank. And right after he had taken the familyto their weekly visit in hospital! He was still pretty good atintimidating people, and with a. The game was on its way, it was on of those boring games, you know tie score, high scoring game, so we opted to change the station to another game, well this one just got started because of the last game, it was a sleeper too. but this game starting was the best, not only did it have two good teams, but it was also Amandas favorite team, so she was all there, every time the refs made a bad call against her team, she would jump and cuss them out, now not only did this make for an interesting. I tried not to seem too eager in agreeing and so it was settled. Ten days before the event Karen told me the birthday bash was off because her friend had been let down by the family her daughter was going to be staying with that weekend. I was devastated realising my chance of an evening alone with Brooke was gone, but Karen was giving me one of her helpless and hopeful looks. It occurred to me that I could look after them both but didn’t want to suggest it, but when Karen did I ‘reluctantly’. . Vinod...... aaaahhhhhh..... Oh my god..... Oh my.... Vinod..... Please stop.... please... Vinod..... aaahhhh" she was yelling like anything. Uncle stopped after giving her clit enough attention. Mom calmed down but was still jerking her body, every 3-4 seconds, lying on bed. Uncle was looking at her and smiling sadistically as he massaged his cock, sitting next to her."Are you ready for more, Shilpa....?" uncle asked mom standing up on the floor."Vinod.... you are too big... I can't take.